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Episode 23

Amaka was engulfed in the song she was playing with the guitar when the doorbell rang continuously. She looked at grandfather clock and jerked of the couch. He had that effect on her each time she heard the sound of his car or his footsteps at the doorsteps.

“I am so sorry I didn’t hear…” shock and disappointment overtook her on seeing who was at the door.

“You open the door without first checking who it might be?” Amanda allowed herself inside the house “It could be dangerous” she gracefully sat down and crossed her legs

“I was expecting Gbenga, my husband” Amaka shut the door and walked towards the dinning

“Your husband ha!” Amanda mocked “well I left him in his office” she studied the other woman’s face “Gbenga cannot get enough of my company even with you as a…” she waved in disgust “wife? I have been the woman that makes him happy”

Amaka swallowed hard “Why are you here?”

“I have come to ask you why you are doing this? What you tend to achieve?”

“I don’t understand what you are talking about” Amaka picked up the guitar from the couch and carefully placed it on it’s stand,

Amanda’s eyes followed her with envy. She didn’t get a clear view of this woman last night, seeing her now left no doubt how beautiful she was
“Don’t play dumb with me, I know who you are and what you do, but why you chose to destroy a fine gentle man like Gbenga is what I don’t know”

Amaka heaved a sigh and turned towards the other woman “Like I said, White lady…I don’t understand what you are doing here, nothing you just said here is making sense to me” she was determined to face this woman squarely.

“Really! You want to play the saint on me now? Is that what you want to do, LovePeddler?”

“What did you just call me?”

Amanda laughed hysterically “She finally reacted!” she had triumph writing over her “I have heard so much about you girl, how you throw yourself on a man who never wanted you and got pregnant for him, how you live off men” she demonstrated “spreading your dirty black pussy for money! When that didn’t pay off you blackmailed My Gbenga into taking you back and fending for your bastard child!”

“Do not call my son a bastard!” Amaka tried to contain her anger “I swear to God I will whoop you so bad that you will not recognize the road to your house”

“What is that? You are angry already?” Amanda enjoyed the moment “But I have not finished” she said patronizingly “I have not told you that I know Gbenga brought you to Canada to avoid his parents’ disapproval and what did you do to pay his? Oh like always, a LovePeddler ran away to the LovePeddler house” Amaka turned away from her but Amanda followed “you sold yourself to men who used you all night, you moaned to their pleasure and got paid…” she spoke from one of Amaka’s ear to another “How much do you charge LovePeddler? How much did Gbenga offered you to bring you home?”

“Stop…Stop right now!” Amaka warned

“I am not done here black bitch” Amanda followed Amaka to the kitchen “Tell me LovePeddler, was sex with Gbenga different from what you are used to? Is that why you have not run off this morning? Did he tell you about our nights together?”

“Get out!” Amaka clung her teeth

“You want to know how I got to know your sick pathetic past? He told me” Amaka clutched her heart and groaned in agony “Yes, he has always told me about you. Gbenga doesn’t want you here, he despises you. You mean nothing to him…”

“Shut up please…” her body rocks in Angry sob.

“I will not! Gbenga cannot wait for you to run off like you use to do, the only thing still keeping you here is that bastard you call a son…”

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!” Amaka grabbed and threw a ceramic cup on Amanda, she missed it by a brush and it shattered on the refrigerator, Amanda looked from the shattered ceramics to the raging woman in shock. She took few steps backward when Amaka grabbed a ceramic plate and flung “GET OUT!!!”

Amanda dodged again “Jesus! You are a crazy black woman!”

“this crazy black woman will cut your throat and turn herself in if you do not get out of my house now” she was visibly shaking, Amaka grabbed a knife “I don’t care what you are to Gbenga, I don’t even care how many times he has bleeped you, as long as I am the one wearing his ring now, I am his wife” pointing the knife at her, Amaka walk towards the other woman “And I want you out of my house this minute” she followed the frightened Amanda to the front door “And do not ever step your feet anywhere near this house, ever again” she gave the other woman a rough push and jammed the door.

Amaka lean on the door, clutching her chest, she slid down to the floor and wailed bitterly.

*

The door cracked open as Gbenga touched it. He stepped on the knife which lay carelessly at the entrance. He picked the knife and looked around the sitting room

“When where you going to tell me what she really means to you”

Gbenga saw her seated on the staircase and walked towards her “Hi, how was your day. I am so sorry for coming home…” Her face was emotionless

“Is it a faster way to get rid of me? Sending your woman to insult me?”

Gbenga withdrew his hand “What are you talking about? What woman?”

“You shouldn’t have taken the pain of putting up all these acts, we know what this is about” she looked at him “you and me” she poked his chest “a charade, a lie that you are so ashamed of” she stood up “I thought that you may have an attraction for me” she spoke with angry calmness “you know…you got me” she laughed and clapped like a drunk woman “You got me thinking that I could get another chance with love, that both of us could forget the past and move forward together.” She exhaled “Well, I miscalculated again, and for the second time, you hurt me badly”

Gbenga reached out for her “Oh Amaka, Amaka please don’t say these things…I don’t even know what you are talking about” she moved away from him

“You don’t know what I am talking about or you didn’t know your white lover would come over the house to do the job you are afraid of doing yourself” her angry gaze burnt him “you are afraid of calling me a LovePeddler, a prostitute and a slut, you are afraid to talk about how I sell sex and hop from one man to another, but she said those to my face”

Gbenga tightened his fist “Amanda” he muttered

“Is that her name? “she peered at his face

“Amaka please stop, you must understand that nothing that lady said to you is true!”

“I understand nothing!” she shouted “she told me everything, everything you told her!”

“I told her nothing!”

“Then how did she know”

“I don’t know! Except Deion my friend must have narrated few things to her, others, she must have made up to spite you!”

“You are lying!”

“I have never lied to you Amaka!”

Both of them gazed at each other intensely “I am telling you the truth, Amanda is only trying to break you”

“She was at your office today” she whispered amidst sob

“Yes” he stuttered “But she only came to…to well”

“To do what Gbenga? I swear I won’t be angry with you. I am too tired to get angry”

Gbenga swallowed hard and looked at her “She was there to lure me in to sleeping with her…” he took Amaka’s Hands “I am so sorry I didn’t tell you more about her, I thought it was not necessary…”

“Have you slept with her?” he didn’t answer “Have you?” Amaka insisted

“Two years ago…only once, we were working together on a case and it happened…a mistake I have apologized over and over again. Twice she had written to me, asking for a relationship which never existed. I swear Amaka, there is nothing going on between Amanda and I, all she wanted is to get to you and probably make me look her way”

Amaka sniffled and wiped her eyes “Last night makes sense to me now” she muttered “You still desire her,” she said so herself “She is your perfect woman who is qualified to quench your sexual hunger, the alternative you have while I, I am dirty, a LovePeddler who had been bleeped by many, I disgust you!”

“Amaka please! Don’t say that, don’t do this!”

“you left me hanging with your pathetic excuse while all you felt for me was disgust, you couldn’t get it up for me because I am a LovePeddler? Then next thing…” she snapped her fingers “She was at your offices today, seducing you like you said. How do I know you didn’t call her?”

“Amaka do not say another word!” his voice was cold with anger

“I am not finished!”

He grabbed the back of her head “I think you are” he pulled her roughly towards him and took her lips in his. She was too shocked to resist “You think I didn’t want to tear off your cloths and make love to you on the floor? You think it was easy for me to sleep knowing you are a room away from me?” he looked her over “you have no idea how much I struggled to remain sane throughout today with your scent all over me and the image of your body making go crazy”

Amaka suddenly felt desires washed over her, she had struggled too, the long bath she had that morning couldn’t quench the desire he awoken in her last night. Even with her anger; her body betrayed her, her stomach fluttered and she craved for him.

Gbenga was torn between walking away and loosing himself totally to her. But his body moved faster than his brain; he closed the gap between them, lifted her off the ground and crushed her gently on the wall. With her legs coiled round him she yielded to his longing.
“You don’t know how much I want you darling” he took her tongue and suck the sweet nectar.

“Gbenga” she moaned and wrapped her hands round his head “Oh God”

Her moaning heightened his desires, with her back on the wall, he hurriedly pulled her blouse over her head “Jesus!” he muttered as her hard nipples threatened to tear her bra “I am afraid I may not be able to let you go…” desires filled his voice, he grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed roughly

“Please Babe, I don’t want you to let go” she moaned

Did she mean not letting go of the desires that burned in them or she walking away? He didn’t care to ask. He lifted her off the wall and hurried to his room, with her head on his shoulder.

“Let me see you, beautiful one” Gbenga placed her carefully on his bed and removed her trouser, he gave himself the pleasure of admiring her body while undressing himself before he eased himself beside her “I want you so much Amaka, I don’t want to stop halfway…I can’t”

“Then don’t say anything, make love to me Gbenga, you said you want me to desire you so much that I will beg for it” she kissed him “I am asking you to make love to me…take the whole of me my husband, fill me with your erection and make me scream your name…”

Gbenga didn’t wait for her to finish, he drew her close and adore her body with his kisses; he made her lay on her back, gently parted her legs and ran his fingers on her clitoris before he slid them inside her wetness, she moaned and wiggled with pleasure

She has not felt alive the way she did when he finally entered her, she held her breath as waves of cold sweet sensation took over her, Gbenga held her waist and watched her turn her head side by side in pleasure before he started thrusting, with his eyes still fixed on her face.
It was the most magical moment of his life, different from any sex he had ever have. She met him thrust with the movement of her hips and they made the most beautiful rhythm musical notes and voices could not describe.

He felt his own ejaculation coming and gripped her waist tight “Hold still darling, I want to wait for you” his voice tightened, she overturned him and balances herself on top of him, with one of her hands pined to his chest she slide his erection back into her and took his breath away as she rode his wild.

“Jesus!” he saith throatily “You are killing me”

“That is my intention church boy” she whispered and gave his ears a little bite. He held her arse firmly as her orgasm knocked, she rode recklessly and screamed like a woman possessed by a spirit. Gbenga felt the hot rush of her orgasm on his erection and lost his control, with a heavy groan, he let himself lose.

“I have never felt like this before” She said, smiling down at him “Thank you for this beautiful moment”

Gbenga eased her off him and carried her to the bathroom “You know what this mean?” he said while washing her hair “You are mine forever Amaka”
She shut her eyes in satisfactions “I am not going anywhere soon” she wished to explore what she feel for this man, yet she still harbored little fears.

“I saw a knife by the door, were you trying to kill yourself?” they were on the bed

“I was trying to kill your white lover” she chuckled, she was coiled beside him while he played with her nipples

“What?”

“She called my son a bastard”

“Our son, Amaka, our son” He pulled her to him in an embrace “She is lucky I wasn’t here when she said that, I would have cut her tongue”

“Don’t bother, I scared her enough that she would never come here again” they walked hand in hand to the couch “She called me a mad black woman” they laughed

“I thought about you throughout today…I missed you”

Finally the forbidden apple has been crushed and the scale that has been covering the love vail has been uprooted.it now time to bond and face the world togather.

Aww....after so long! . Well done sis. Waiting for more.

Lovey dovey
Thanks for the update ma'am

Sweet as ever....

Hi everyone, I will not be writing this night. I have an online reading, questions and answers about my anthology and upcoming books in the next 30 minutes. I have been preparing all day. Please bear with me

Rosemary33:
Hi everyone, I will not be writing this night. I have an online reading, questions and answers about my anthology and upcoming books in the next 30 minutes. I have been preparing all day. Please bear with me

Wishing you the best dear

This is an interesting story.. op i hav been a ghost reader all along bt nt anymore i really need to salute the author/writer of dis story.

We all say thank you too

Rosemary33:
Thank you so much for reading. i so much appreciate you and every one who takes time to read this story, i dont take it for granted.

every episode here is a fresh one from my head at that moment, not copied and not dug up from archive so you people are my inspiration.

on a lighter note, we are all writing this story together, i do pick your minds from comments, and you guys has helped me on my two previous stories which are currently with a publisher (a lot of modifications and editing has been done to them though) and will be debuting by October this year. you people made it possible and i am so grateful. thank you all once again

Please come and update oh

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I am so sorry for.not showing up for sometime now. This past days has been one of the most busy and difficult times. Sometimes I pick my laptop to type but was totally blank cos I had so much on my mind.

Bit I am gradually setting priorities straight and getting some challenges off my mind. Thank you for hanging in there for me.

The story is getting closer to the climax and resolution so I will not leave you hanging, I will finish it. And to affect that, I will start writing and posting tonight.

Once again, I am so sorry

Ann2012:


Wishing you the best dear

thank you Ann, it went pretty well

Nickibeauty:
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You are ugly my dear

Rosemary33:
I am so sorry for.not showing up for sometime now. This past days has been one of the most busy and difficult times. Sometimes I pick my laptop to type but was totally blank cos I had so much on my mind.

Bit I am gradually setting priorities straight and getting some challenges off my mind. Thank you for hanging in there for me.

The story is getting closer to the climax and resolution so I will not leave you hanging, I will finish it. And to affect that, I will start writing and posting tonight.

Once again, I am so sorry

Okay dear
More grace to your pen

Rosemary33:
thank you Ann, it went pretty well

All thanks to God

Wow this is captivating, have remained clued to my phone since I stumbled into this work yesterday.... thanks @ Rosemary 33, you're the bomb..more power to your elbow.... I'm now Oliver twist....feed me more...lol

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You are ugly my dear

U wan show yourself bah?

EPISODE 24

“The bastard kept the video!”

The Governor eased his large frame off the chair and banged his fist on the wall which sent his “Best Governor of the year” award off the wall and crashing on the floor. He buzzed his intercom and his secretary appeared “Get Jack to clean this mess” he waited for the cleaner to finish and leave the office before he continued.

“I knew there was something that guy had under his sleeves”

“Keny never disappears out of sight after a deal” Amadi had known the hitman for four years now, he was in the meeting where someone recommended Keny for a murder job, it was Keny’s first major political job and the guy came prepared. He also knew how that single mistake had hunted all of those who made that decision as Keny had kept coming back for money with the threat of leaking some secrets.

Amadi had since then, monitored the killer’s every move out of curiosity. As a retired hitman himself who now had younger boys working for him; he felt this guy would be an asset to his group, but he realized that Keny works alone and wouldn’t know the definition of the word ‘team’

“So, what do we do with the footages, your excellency?” he asked. He got to know the governor during the burial of the dead man, he was there when the governor walked in to his car with Keny and saw when he came out. He had written a note to the governor which was delivered by one of his guards, there relationship had flourished since then.

“Delete them of course!” the governor said

“There are three of them here sir, have you seen all?”

“Of course I have, that bastard videoed our transactions! He captured my face and my voice! What does he want to achieve with that?”
“Blackmail sir, he is good at it” Amadi viewed the footages again “What of this one with the girl?”

The Governor hesitated “I don’t know” he looked at Amadi “Do you think she may become a problem for me? You know she was there…”

“She was only a pawn sir, I was there when it all happened and I don’t think the girl suspected anything, besides I heard she left town, she is scared of being caught”

His Excellency thought for a while “Then get her off the hook, she had served her purpose” he scratched his head “What if he keeps copies? They always do”

“I don’t think he does; he wasn’t suspecting anyone would get a hold on this camera”

“You are underestimating this man”

“Your Excellency, you are the one who is giving his much credit, he is not that smart sir…I have checked on his past”

The Governor nodded “One more question Amadi” he relaxed on the backrest “How where you able to get this camera?”

Amadi smiled “Your excellency sir, I used his own against him. A common girl he likes using for personal stuffs” the Governor widened his eyes and nodded slowly “And so you know, the guy is a dirty, pathetic pervert. He has no life”

Amadi left the building few minutes later with a cleaned Camera. He headed back to the club where he met the girl Martha, to wait for another package.

*
“Who are you working for?”

Keny asked the lady whom he had stripped naked and tied to a chair. How he allowed himself to be fooled by a woman made him furious, but he was about to correct that. When he would be done with her, no woman would be able fool him again “Why are you here…who sent you?” he barked.

“I am not working for anyone I swear…I only come to you whenever I gets the call” and that night she had gotten the call. The last time she was with him was four days ago, she was a bit worried why he would want her service, but she couldn’t decline “You don’t say no to him” her caller had said.
On a second thought, it was the opportunity she needed to get the job done and walk away with five-million naira “If you can get him to drink with you, slip this inside his drink and the job is done” Amadi had told him.

Keny’s eyes moved from her face to her breast and down to the darkness in between her legs. The sexual scent of women no longer moves him. he had concluded that the sin of the flesh always leaves him covered in shame and disgrace. He grabbed one of her breasts and gave her nipple a hard pinch, Martha whimpered in pain “I found something missing from this house the night you left here” he watched her reaction “I know you have what I am looking for”

Martha shook her head with fear “I don’t know what you are looking for…I don’t have anything with me”

“Really?” He stood up “Okay I believe you” he trace here face with his finger, carefully caressed her lips before he moved down to her neck, “Relax!” he whispered, licked her face and giggled “I am not going to hurt you” he gave her slender neck a thorough scrutiny like a surgeon would do before cutting “you said you didn’t see what am talking about right?” he was dangerously calm” Martha nodded “Okay… I believe you” he gradually tightened his grip round her neck, she was almost out of breath “The problem is, I don’t trust you” he applied pressure on his grip. Her eyes bulged, her muscled stood and she kicked vigorously.

His eyes fixed on her face as she struggled for air, it was over in few minutes, Keny released the rope round the dead girl and she fall like a sack of dead weight on the floor. He poured himself a drink and gulped down before he pulled a chair and sat down. His eyes stayed on the body; the more he looked at it the more it fascinated him, he wondered what it would be like to finally do what he wanted with a woman who would not fight him or snare at him for being naïve. The more he thought of it the more he got excited, his unconsciously massaged the bulge of his manhood and swallow hard.

Keny carelessly searched for the bottle of drink and nearly knocked it off the table, he took a drag from the bottle and dropped it on the table before he tore his cloths off. The first time he was aroused by a woman since he found his new life was the day, he found Amaka bouncing her arse off to the pleasure of men, he had desired her so much but had feared her rejection again. In fact; the thought of her rejection was the major reason for the setup.

He bent over the dead girl, holding his erection in his hands, he parted her legs and pushed his full weight inside her, humping like a beast while murmuring his conquest. He grunted loudly as he poured his cum inside her and pulled himself up.

He looked at her with pity, brought out a hankie from his pocked and wiped his palm as if he had some bacteria on them. He poured himself some more drinks and left the room.

He would dispose of the body later, but first; he would find out the content of the little bottle he picked from the girl’s handbag, and make an important contact with his lost old crush,

“Things has been quiet for some time now, it is time to rattle her a little and tighten the lynch”

*

Amaka kicked her shoes and unhooked her earing at the same time. She never believed happiness could come to one so easy like it did to her, everyday had been a dream she never wished would end. Gbenga had proven to her that love is not something that happens only in fairy-tale movies.

She unbuttoned her shirt and sank on the couch. Gbenga had dropped her off and hurried back to the office, they had been to the ministry of Immigration, they wouldn’t be giving her a permanent resident permit anytime soon, and a full Canadian citizenship would be a far-fetched dream “She have to be with you for nothing less than ten years and there should be a proof of your financial sponsorship withing those years…” the man in charge had told them “And we are expecting that a child or children would be in the picture by then” the man had pointed out, looking at her with a smile, she had looked at Gbenga and smiled shyly while Gbenga squeezed her hand gently.

Amaka wiggled her toes, and sighed in relief. she didn’t see the need for all the stress, for she was okay staying with Gbenga with or without any permit. As long as she would no longer be thrown out of Canada and she no longer looked behind her while walking the street, she was ready to wait for the permanent permit, but her husband would not have that;

“What if you have to work? Or maybe…want to take a class or two?” he had said to her.

She was about to drift off to sleep when her doorbell rang; not expecting anyone, except maybe Gbenga had chosen to come back and have a quick one, he had told her how much he would love to make love to her “what did you put in there?” he had joked on their way back “I am addicted to your sweetness, I can’t help it!” The thought of him running home to her got her excited and she hurried to the door.

“Oh hi” she was disappointed “Looking for someone?” she asked

“I have something for Mrs Amaka…” the statement faded as the delivery man dropped the package, opened his pen with his mouth and brought our a note pad “Are you?”

“Yes I am…”

“Oh, right, sign here, and here…right…” he closed the note pad handed the package to her and smiled “congratulations on your wedding…”

“How did you…” she was shocked

“Oh! Its in the card” he pointed on the small card pasted on the package.

Amaka kicked the door closed and walked back to the sitting room. the package was very light, she brought it close to her ear and shook it gently before she cautiously loosened the ribbon. She gasped as she stared at a red shoe with a broken heel, with its leather slashed with either a knife or a razor blade, and the picture of her son marked with black color stared back at her.

“Jesus!” she muttered under her breath, she slowly picked the paper in the box and read;

“Enjoy it while it last, but don’t forget I am very close and will come on you when you least expect. I will have my last laugh, I hope you will still be alive when I am done with what I have in mind”

There was no name, no signature and no location where it came from. She hurried out of the house, searched around, she wasn’t sure what or who she was looking for, her legs suddenly became heavy and her body rocked in fear.

“It’s finally happening” she muttered

*
“Are you okay?”

Gbenga asked her for the third time that evening. unlike other times; she didn’t run into his arms when she opened the door for him, neither did she give him her usual smiles. She taken his briefcase and walked silently back into the house. she had only tightened her lips and shook her head when he asked what was wrong.

“Are you sure nothing is wrong with you?” he asked again, the tension between them was thick.

Amaka pushed her food aside “Babe I am Okay…” she turned away from him

“No you are not” Gbenga gave up trying to eat “What is this about? One minute you are all over me, happy and ready to take over the world…the next? You are like this!” he pushed his chair back and came towards her, a sob escaped her throat “What happened while I was away? Let me know please” he locked his fingers in her thick curly hair “What is going on love, I am you husband and I deserve to know…” yet she said nothing “Amaka” he pulled a chair close to her “Who visited you while I was away? Did you get any call from Nigeria? Talk to me for goodness sake!”

She stood up and left the dinning, as if his closeness was a thorn to her flesh “Its nothing” her voice shook with emotions. Gbenga roughly turned her towards him “You are not walking away from me Amaka, its either you tell me what is happening to you or we both will stand here until you are ready to talk” her eyes was wet and her breath heavy “I am tired of doing this every time” he searched her face “I don’t want to share you with what ever it is that makes you always withdraw from me. I don’t want to be the one running after you all the time, asking what is wrong with you and you keep withholding how you feel”

“Babe I don’t know how…”

“All I ask is that you share your life with me, please help me love you”

“I am scared” she muttered and wrapped her hands round his neck “what if something happens to you? Or our son?”

“What are you talking about?” he pulled her away from him gently and gazed at her face “I though we have scaled this part before? Why would you think something would happen?”

“I…I…” She couldn’t get herself to tell him more, how would he understand? “Someone is after me” she finally said

“What do you mean?”

“I got a message Gbenga” she hurried to the couch where she left the note “He sent this immediately you were gone” her hands shook as she tried to unfold it, Gbenga took the note from her “he knows here, our baby…you…”

“Amaka…Amaka!” he took her hand and led her to the couch, helped her sit “Who brought this?”

“A delivery guy…he disappeared; I couldn’t find him…Gbenga he has our son’s picture…he will kill him…”

“Shi…” he shushed her

She collapsed in his arms and cried “I have brought you nothing but tension since you met me Gbenga, I don’t want that. I don’t want you to be roped in all the drama’s around me”

“darling, you didn’t force me to love you, I chose to” he held her face “so you need to relax”

“But”

“This may be some sort of prank…”

“No…this is serious…”

“We don’t know that until the police say it is”

“You are going to call the police?”

“Come” he embraced her, “we are in this together love, and I promise to do anything to protect you, I will never leave your side”

Thanks for the update



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i hope nothing bad happens to them and their son.. nice update thanks op

Kenny will be caught before he hurts Amaka and family

Thanks for the update

EPISODE 25

Gbenga had his fingers interlocked with hers’ when they and Deion walked two police officers to their car. He had insisted on getting the police involved even though Amaka was against it. she knew how these things normally play out, whoever it was would know that they had gone to the police and would be triggered, the person might want to hurt not only her, but everybody around her in other to prove a point.

“This is what this person, wants to achieve, to get you scared and into doing what he or she wants, I will not allow it” Gbenga had tried to reason with his wife for the past three days but she still felt it was a bad idea.

“We are keeping this with us, we will check for finger prints and any other thing that may lead us to our culprit” one of the policemen carefully placed the box inside the car, while the other entered the driver’s side of the car.

“I am still saying that this may be a prank from some kids around or some of your friends who may decide to scare her a little… it means nothing”

“Officer, we don’t have such kids around here and my wife just moved in to Canada, she has not made friends yet…”

“You cannot say that Mr Benga, she may have been moving with some friends while you are away…

“I don’t have any sir, I have not been here long enough to make one” and she didn’t think she had also been to Canada long enough to make an enemy either, except…

“The shoe, you said it belongs to you?” the question was directed to Amaka

“Yes, I wore it during my wedding”

“And you are sure all your guests where gone when you removed your shoes?” She nodded “No kid was in attendant?”

“I can’t say…I don’t remember”

The policeman sat himself in the car, shut the door and wound down the window “we will try our best to make meaning out of this, and we will keep you people informed if we found anything.” The car was brought to life “Don’t forget to call if you find anything that can help us nail this guy” they drove off

Deion followed then back “they will try to make meaning only” he muttered “it was a waste of time for them” he sat with Gbenga.

“Let me get some drinks for you two” Amaka said and rose, Gbenga took her hand and led her upstairs instead, he embraced her from behind and exhaled “My love” he whispered in her ears, she fought the tears. “I don’t like seeing you like this” he added and she bit her lips.

He kissed her ear and tightened his arms round her “we will come out of this as well, you will see”

“I put you into this Gbenga, I brought this upon you”

“there are challenges people go through and this is ours, we go through it together”

“It is my challenge, you have nothing to do with it, I only brought it with me to you. You are into it because you are married to me, if I go away, you will have your life back” she turned to him

“If you go away, you will go with my life and I will have nothing left” he said

“Gbenga” she sobbed softly with her head on his shoulder

He rocked her gently, with his eyes focused on the ray of the sun that filtered through the window he said “You don’t understand what a marriage union is, when God said ‘the two shall become one’ it has no conditions attached”

She groaned and held him tight “you are full of love, my husband. I see God in you”

“We are only his clay to be used for his purpose” he kissed her lips and she smiled “that is what I want to see” he caressed her cheek”

“Deion will be waiting for his drink” she reminded him

“Let me get the drink, just relax sweetheart” he kissed her again, this time, his lips lingered on hers’ when he gently pulled away, she was flushed.

“I can never get over how you make me feel” he walked out of the room.

Gbenga met Deion punching random keys on the keyboard and walked towards him with the drinks “It is not too late for you to learn how to play this thing you know” he handed one bottle to him and drank from the other”

Deion chuckled “No matter how fascinating it is, and how much you would want to talk me into sitting down for hours to learn ‘Do Re Mi” it won’t work, I don’t have the time”

“You can make out time if you are really interested, two hours every night for a month will give you a positive result”

“Two hours! Gbenga…I would rather die” they laughed. Their laughter faded as they drank “So, how is she?” Deion asked

“She is scared”

Deion said nothing for a while, he had wanted to talk Gbenga out of the whole idea of getting married to Amaka but he knew Gbenga, he would quote scriptures for him and would make him look like a sinner “There is only one person in the Bible who married a…” he gave his friend a side glance and looked away “A prostitute…” Gbenga shot him an eye, he pretended not to see it and continued “Hosea, and we know how it ended” Gbenga said nothing. “This whole thing is a bad idea man…you don’t deserve this”

“you will not understand Deion, and I am not Hosea, my wife is not a prostitute…”

“Keep telling yourself that, what was she doing in a whorehouse?”

“Deion please, I beg you…do not use such name on my wife again” his anger was visible

“Okay, I am sorry” Deion said “But I still don’t get it? why are you allowing yourself get into this kind of deep shit because of a woman? From the story you told me, this lady has always been from one problem to another…you know this already, why did you carry on with this plan?”

“It is not a plan, it is love Deion, what the Lord wants”

“I am the one that will preach to you more about Love, Love is not life threatening!”

“And who told you my life is threatened?”

“Stop living in denial and face reality, you and I know that with what we saw today, someone is stalking your house, you may be in danger because of her…think of your son, your parents, what would happen to them if anything happens to you”

“God will make a way for us”

“You drive me crazy whenever you say those words, you have to save yourself man”

“Deion please let end this conversation, you will not understand why I did this even if I try to explain” Gbenga drained his bottle “I have something against you my friend, you betrayed my trust and I want to know why?”

“I don’t understand what you are talking about” Deion was confused

“How did Amanda get to know everything I told you about my woman?”

“Amanda?” realization hit Deion “See I am so sorry Gbenga, I didn’t tell her everything, I only told her the day we went to look for your wife…”

“Really, only that?”

“Some few thing…see I am so sorry, she came to my house, we had sex and you know how this thing works”

“I don’t know how it works. Wait! You invited her for my wedding party, are both of you going out now? What are you doing to yourself?”

“Gbenga please, if you want to preach morality, go do that in your father’s church. Amanda and I are adults who understands our sexual needs…”

“Okay, but please keep her away from me and my wife,”

“I don’t think Amanda cares anything about you and your wife”

“then she didn’t tell you she visited my wife”

“She did? Why?”

“you should ask her when next you see her”

*

That Night, as he knelt down by the bed with his hands lifted, his eyes focused toward heaven. Amaka gently knelt beside him after observing him for a long time. He was muttering something in a language she didn’t understand, but she knew what it was, her mother had prayed in such strange language when she was alive.

She didn’t know how long she was kneeling, his hand round her waist made her open her eyes and saw him smiling at her

“This is the first time you are praying with me”

“I didn’t pray with you” she said

“Yet God heard the words you said in your heart” he was still smiling

“How do you know that?”

Gbenga took her hands and placed it on his bare chest “Here” his eyes danced in excitement “I can feel it here” he saw her confusion and busted out in laughter “Come let’s go to sleep” he pulled her up.

She lay with her back on him and her backside caressed his thighs. Gbenga stroked her hip and she snuggled closer to his body

“Let’s make love tonight” he whispered to her; his penis throbbed against her arse.

She smiled broadly and turned towards him, “I was wondering when you would ask” they both laughed out loud “You are warm down there” she said

“Yes, my love, yes I am warm with desire for you” he gave her arse a slap and pushed her closer to himself.

*

Deion got home to Amanda waiting for him in her car. She until he parked in the garage before she came out of her car “I have been waiting for you, I though you wouldn’t come back” she opened his door for him “where were you at?”

Deion picked his jacket from the back seat and walked in front of her “paid Gbenga and his woman a visit”

“You mean his LovePeddler?”

“Come on Babe, drop it. she is his woman, what ever she used to be before shouldn’t be our business. Gbenga is okay with her, we should be happy for him” he switched the lights on.

“Yea, you are right” Amanda dropped her bag and walked to the kitchen with a paper bag “I brought food”

“Why, thank you” Deion walked up behind her and picked a hotdog “Gbenga told me you were at his house when he wasn’t around” his talked with his mouth full “Why would you do that? I know you never liked his woman”

“I went to see him” she said defensively “I thought I would have met him at home” she dished the food and sat down to eat “unfortunately, his wife doesn’t like me same way I don’t like her”

“The feeling is mutual then ha”

“Yea”

They concentrated on the food for a while “hmm, good, where did you get this?” he chewed noisily

“From a Restaurant down town”

“Its good” he nodded “Hei! you happen to be involved with some scary stunt someone pulled on Amaka yesterday?”

“What are you talking about? And who is Amaka?” she pronounced the name with difficulty

“Gbenga’s wife”

“Oh” she had her eyes on her empty plate “What happened to her?”

“Someone is trying to scare her” Amanda started laughing “It is not a joke!” Deion said

“I am sorry, but I can’t help laughing” she laughed again “It’s funny to me”

“Well, did you have a hand in it?”

“Cut me some slack D, I am not that stupid” she said without looking at him, “So how are they taking it?”

Deion wiped his hands and relaxed on the backrest “they reported to the police. Gbenga is going to Nigeria to get his son” he lit a cigarette and puffed lazily “he thinks the child may also be in danger”

“He is a fool then”

“What?”

“Forget it” she walked to him, took the cigarette from his mouth and took a seductive drag, she sat on his laps and puffed the smoked on his face before kissing him passionately “Gbenga and his bitch doesn’t matter to me now” she took a drag again and blew the smoke inside his mouth “Bleep the hell out of me D, right here, right now”

“Shit” he lifted her with himself, falling the chair in the process, he cleared the table with one swipe and slammed her back on the table, pull her gown off, she wore nothing beneath, he unzipped his trouser and pushed his penis inside her

“Yes D, I like it like that, Bleep me hard…fill me with your rod…yes” Her breast danced up and down as he pounded her, while her mind was focused on someone else.

Thanks for the update...

Thanks for the update Rosy

Deion is a complete Dick. Thanks OP for the update

Thanks for the update

Devon seems to have a leaking mouth